041 To do it or not?
Huo Yanxi ended the meeting, shut down his computer, and got up to walk to the reception area.
He sat down opposite Xie Yaoyao. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Xie Yaoyao snapped out of her reverie and coughed lightly. "Let's talk about Huo Zidu. Haven't you noticed that this child has psychological problems?"
Huo Yanxi replied indifferently, "What does this have to do with me?"
Xie Yaoyao frowned. Huo Yanxi probably had a period of wandering as a child and experienced too much malice from others, which led to his gloomy and twisted personality.
When he was in school, some children bullied him because he had no parents and was an orphan that the Chi family had taken in.
Without saying a word, he beat those children until they lost their front teeth, and they never dared to say another word.
He lacks empathy and is unable to feel compassion; in many ways, he simply treats her as his possession.
In his world, there are only two kinds: what is his and what is not his. There is no other.
Huo Zi wasn't his, so naturally he didn't want to care about him, and had no patience to teach him to walk the right path.
But Xie Yaoyao is Huo Zidu's teacher, even if the boy doesn't like her.
But as an educator and a guiding light for her students, she has to think about their future.
Xie Yaoyao felt a pang of heartache and said, "I do have a way to curb his violent temper."
Huo Yanxi frowned and stared at her. "Why are you so concerned about him? Do you want him to be your son?"
"..."
Xie Yaoyao took a box out of her shirt dress pocket and opened it. Inside the box was a string of wooden beads.
"You know that the 'Buddhist circle' in Beijing is very popular in mainland China recently, right?"
Huo Yanxi stared at the string of wooden beads, unable to tell what they were made of, but they were definitely not made of agarwood or sandalwood.
They look like ordinary wooden beads.
Huo Yanxi didn't pick up on her joke, "I don't know."
Xie Yaoyao picked up the wooden bead string and said, "I bought this when I went to worship Mazu. Give it to Huo Zidu and let him wear it. When he has a violent temper and can't control his temper, he can play with it and it will calm him down a lot."
Huo Yanxi glanced at her, "Are you sure you can calm down by doing some mental work?"
Xie Yaoyao wasn't sure, but she had read quite a few novels by Buddhist monks in the Beijing circle.
The girls in her class loved reading it; they even read it during class, so she confiscated many of their e-books.
She flipped through the pages and found that Buddhist monks from the Beijing social circle made up half of the group.
It is said that Buddhists in Beijing travel the world with a string of Buddhist beads. They play with them when they are agitated or when they feel attracted to a woman, and the therapeutic effect is remarkable.
Anyway, Huo Zidu is still young. Let him play with a string of Buddhist beads. Maybe he'll become a Buddhist monk in the Hong Kong entertainment circle in the future.
"It should be possible. You can have him practice for two hours every day. Even if it doesn't calm his mind, it can at least temper his temperament. Why not?"
Huo Yanxi played with the wooden beads, but they didn't feel very good to the touch, probably because the beads were too cheap.
But unexpectedly, it gradually calmed him down.
He raised an eyebrow at Xie Yaoyao, "Teacher Xie, is this your teaching experience?"
"I guess so."
"Oh~~ So do Buddhist followers in Beijing only collect prayer beads? What other characteristics do they have?"
The Buddhist monks in Beijing's elite circles that Xie Yaoyao had read all shared a common trait: they were aloof and ascetic, with no interest in worldly desires, and would only break their vows when they met the female lead.
Once he experiences the pleasures of desire, he will unlock quite a few strange and unusual positions.
It was precisely because the book contained such suggestive and erotic descriptions that she wanted to confiscate the e-books, fearing that they would spread incorrect views about love to girls going through puberty.
After all, in reality, if someone in the Beijing Buddhist circle were to force themselves on someone, it would be a matter of calling the police.
“Uh… well…” Xie Yaoyao’s eyes darted around, “For example, having immense power, a powerful background, extreme contrasts, obsessive affection, and a bit of a madman.”
The more Xie Yaoyao talked, the more she felt that these personas and labels were very similar to Huo Yanxi.
Huo Yanxi smiled faintly, "Anyone who doesn't know the situation might think that Teacher Xie is describing me."
Xie Yaoyao's smile was forced. "Well, the author probably used big shots like you as models to create dreams for young girls."
Huo Yanxi fiddled with the beads for a few moments, then slipped them onto her wrist. "I think these beads are quite nice, so please give them to me, Teacher Xie."
"These beads are too cheap, it's not appropriate to give them to you. If you like them, I'll go to the Mazu Temple another day and sincerely ask for a string of them for you."
Xie Yaoyao really just bought it randomly from a street vendor for less than 100 Hong Kong dollars.
"No need, I just like this string of beads." Huo Yanxi lowered his sleeve, covering the wooden bead string.
Xie Yaoyao: "But what about Huo Zidu?"
"I'll have the housekeeper go down the mountain to buy him a string of them; it won't affect your plans."
Xie Yaoyao glanced at his wrist; the bead wasn't big, and it didn't look grand enough on his wrist.
She regretted not paying more attention and choosing a string of larger beads with more perfect beads.
Huo Yanxi noticed that she kept staring at his wrist, so he generously extended his hand to her and asked, "Is it pretty?"
Xie Yaoyao's face flushed instantly. She looked away in a fluster and coughed lightly.
"Since there's nothing else, I'll head out now."
Huo Yanxi placed his large hand on his wrist and gently stroked the wooden beads. "At noon... will I be able to eat a meal cooked by you personally?"
Xie Yaoyao paused, looking at Huo Yanxi. His gaze was as calm as a stagnant pool, revealing nothing unusual.
She tilted her head slightly. "Mr. Huo, you're hiring a tutor, not a nanny or maid."
She is only responsible for teaching, not cooking.
Huo Yanxi looked up at her. "Ten thousand for a meal, are you in or not?"
Xie Yaoyao's eyes lit up instantly; he really was her lucky charm.
"Of course, of course. As long as Mr. Huo doesn't mind, I can prepare afternoon tea and late-night snacks."
If you cook five meals a day, you'll earn 50,000.
By the time she left No. 22 Victoria Peak, she was already quite wealthy.
Huo Yanxi smiled slightly, "Teacher Xie, one shouldn't be so greedy."
Xie Yaoyao: "...Alright then, I'll treat you to afternoon tea and late-night snacks for free."
She earns 30,000 yuan a day, so this job is worthwhile!
Huo Yanxi: "Thank you, Teacher Xie, for your generosity."
Xie Yaoyao left happily, her steps becoming much lighter.
Huo Yanxi turned his head and watched her figure slowly disappear from sight. He then lowered his head and stroked the wooden bead string, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
That afternoon, Huo Yanxi asked Butler Jian to go down the mountain and buy a Buddhist rosary.
The price wasn't high, but it was still dozens of times more expensive than the one Huo Yanxi wore.
Huo Yanxi personally gave the Buddhist beads to Huo Zidu, instructing him to play with them for two hours every day, and not to sleep until he finished.
Huo Zidu's world has collapsed.
What kind of new educational method is this? My uncle actually made him play with prayer beads. He's a 12-year-old child, not a 70 or 80-year-old man!
But he dared not disobey Huo Yanxi's orders, so he could only frantically work on his Buddhist prayer beads, hoping to transform himself into a Buddhist monk in the Hong Kong entertainment circle as soon as possible, and then kill his uncle to seize power.
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